His handsome face was filled with a seductive charm, licking his dry lips as if he could still taste the lingering sweetness. Boldly stirring the beasts below, he leaned against the rocky wall, breathing heavily, his fingers deftly working on the stick, his gaze fixed on Tang Lin ahead, especially on her perky buttocks, with a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth. He thought to himself, once he takes the female back to the tribe, he would...
"What kind of place is this?"
A look of hurt flashed across Tang Lin's strong face, her eyes misty with unshed tears. No matter how strong she was, she was still just a woman who could be hurt and sad. Watching Arthur's wild movements, her face instantly turned crimson. She tightly wrapped her arms around herself, swallowing nervously, afraid to provoke this lustful beast. The desire in Arthur's eyes was something she couldn't mistake for anything else.
Her clothes were torn in many places, and as Tang Lin hugged herself tightly, she inadvertently squeezed her soft chest even more, the pressure outlining an enticing curve. This sight stirred Arthur once again. The females in the tribe were nowhere near as voluptuous as Tang Lin, whose assets were more than a handful. Overcome with lust, Arthur let out rough, panting breaths. Before Tang Lin could react, he had already pulled her to his chest, inhaling her sweet scent, his tongue teasingly licking her smooth neck. His large hands couldn't resist roaming over her body, his golden eyes clouded with passion, fixed on her now bare form. His towering arousal pressed firmly against her buttocks, pulsing with heat, as his lips and teeth gently nibbled at her neck, the intensity driving Tang Lin to the brink of madness.
"You, what do you think you're doing!"
Tang Lin stammered, her body stiff with fear, not daring to move. She hadn't forgotten how Arthur's massive form had effortlessly torn apart those ferocious wolves. Her own body was probably no match for even one of his toes—no, perhaps not even that. A mere flick from him could snuff out her life in an instant. Having died once before, she cherished her hard-won life all the more.
Dissatisfied with the stiff body of the female in his arms, Arthur slightly increased the force of his bite. Could it be that the female was not satisfied with his technique? Shouldn't a female satisfy a male's desires? His large hand kneaded the softness of Tang Lin's chest, the tender touch making Arthur somewhat infatuated. Unlike the females in the tribe, who were hard and carried a musky scent, the female in his arms faintly emitted an enticing fragrance, irresistible and intoxicating, making one wish to devour her whole.
"Don't move, a female should satisfy a male's desires. If you're not obedient like this, you'll be punished." The large hand unceremoniously flipped over Tang Lin's buttocks and struck several times, the heavy force sending sharp pain from her buttocks to every limb, piercing her heart. Clenching her jaw, her eyes slightly reddened, Tang Lin was caught off guard by the unprecedented humiliation, somewhat confused about what was happening. Why was she being hit? What is a male? What is a female? Tang Lin was completely bewildered.
Arthur was mesmerized, caressing the female's smooth hips, savoring the delicate and warm touch. He lowered his head, nibbling along the spine down to the lower back, his wet, soft tongue sliding from the nape down to the buttocks. His large hands slowly traced outlines, the mix of stinging pain and ticklish sensations sending a surge of excitement through his abdomen. Though she should have been angry, should have been furious, what escaped her lips instead was a soft, low moan.
Pressed down by Arthur, Tang Lin found herself unable to move, her entire body licked and nibbled upon, drenched in wet saliva from head to toe. Resigned to her fate, she slumped against Arthur, letting him have his way. Arthur's strength seemed immense, leaving Tang Lin not only powerless to resist but too weak to even move. She thought to herself, this guy is definitely not human. As a world-class agent, she had been severely injured by just a few of his moves. Remembering Arthur's beast form from before, Tang Lin couldn't help but tremble.
Seeing Arthur only using his hands, Tang Lin gradually calmed down! The sound of Arthur's heavy breathing kept echoing in her ears, his handsome and exquisite face flushed with a red tide, nibbling on her smooth neck, the sweet fragrance continuously filling his nostrils, his golden eyes inevitably darkening. The hard rod at his lower abdomen pressed firmly against Tang Lin's thigh, the scorching sensation making it clear to Tang Lin what that represented.
Unable to refuse, the dagger was kicked into the shadowy corner by Arthur. Biting her lower lip tightly, Tang Lin remained silent as Arthur pinned her down. Feeling the presence beneath her, her clothes had long since disappeared. Turning her face away, she glanced down at Arthur's towering rod, pressed tightly against her. The menacing shape made Tang Lin swallow hard, but Arthur, atop her, paid no heed to her distress.
Lowering his head close to Tang Lin's, Arthur's deep voice slowly resonated, 'Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt. I won't touch you now.' Concerned about harming the female, he decided to wait until he could obtain the tribe's secret medicine prepared for females from the physician back in the tribe. However, now was the time to indulge. As he nibbled on the softness of her chest, he swiftly handled the rod below. Sweat dripped from his handsome face, while Tang Lin curled up silently, suppressing soft moans. Her fair cheeks flushed, and her usually sharp black eyes now shimmered with a haze of confusion and lingering desire.
'You, you... hurry up, it hurts!'
Tang Lin gently pushed against Arthur atop her, rubbing against the animal skin beneath. The burning pain from her buttocks, injured by Arthur, mixed with the sensation inside her, driving her nearly insane with the two extreme feelings.
The sound of the female's weak resistance reached his ears, soft, sticky, with a hint of a coquettish tone (or so Arthur thought). His movements quickened as he met her moist, dark eyes. Arthur felt as if his entire being was tickled by feathers, unbearably itchy. His rod stood taller, swollen larger. After a while, Arthur stopped his movements, trembling, and let out a long breath. A burning sensation spread from his abdomen, and a strong musky scent filled the air. Tang Lin turned her head away, her lips twitching in disbelief. Had the beast evolved into a brute? From a biological standpoint, it wasn't impossible. Lying helplessly on the animal skin, feeling as if half her life had been drained, she thought that if one day it was reported that a certain agent died in bed, she would absolutely believe it. The words of those who had been through it must be trusted. Her weak hand trembled slightly before finally collapsing to the ground. The musky scent was mixed with a faint smell of blood. Without needing to look, she knew there must be broken skin and bleeding. Could this be considered her 'first time'? With this absurd thought, Tang Lin fainted.
Feeling the softness in his arms, Arthur's golden eyes shone with contentment. Sniffing the air, he caught a faint scent of blood and his expression suddenly changed. Carefully holding the unconscious female, his gaze fell on the redness at her lower body, filling him with regret. Gently turning her over, he quickly retrieved some herbs from the corner, crushed them, and applied them to her hips. This female was too fragile, even more so than the females in his tribe. Initially, he had thought her fierce demeanor meant she was strong. Filled with remorse, Arthur became even more cautious in his actions.